Are you... Can you... Were you? (Felt) - Shabazz Palaces.lrc

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[00:00.00] 作词 : Ishmael Butler
[00:01.00] 作曲 : Ishmael Butler
[00:56.97]It's a feeling x10
[01:13.93]I woke up to it
[01:15.12]Heavy a light with trueness
[01:17.36]Always a way of losing
[01:18.98]Compelled to knew it
[01:20.11]My body traveled
[01:21.17]My mind waits behind the music
[01:23.30]My crime bemuses
[01:24.54]Relax inside my shiny blueness
[01:26.61]Time: I understand it
[01:28.24]But I never choose it
[01:29.68]I can't explain it with words
[01:31.98]I have to do it
[01:33.18]The ship I came here on vanished
[01:35.24]We automatic
[01:36.36]Don't try to plan it
[01:37.74]But chyeah just when it comes handle it
[01:39.92]Behind the lessons
[01:40.99]Miles beneath the slick dressing
[01:42.99]Niggas is stressing
[01:44.18]Bout shit they should be sure they guessing
[01:46.36]I twirl and cool and peel the rear view cause they are arresting
[01:49.61]But wear jumpsuit and chinese slippers--I'm still impressive
[01:52.93]Up on the racks
[01:54.24]Old school cat from way back
[01:56.05]Gave him my meal cause he's not wiping off that's my impression
[01:58.99]He asked me how you float all sharp and always have a fresh one
[02:02.99]And seem to know the answer to the most proverbial questions
[02:06.05]I told him Wangechi swirled it in a book of sketches
[02:09.49]I find the diamonds underneath the subtlest inflections
[02:12.93]Aw dude
[02:13.93]The spicier the food
[02:15.55]When you chew **** they rules
[02:17.30]It's a feeling x8
[02:32.48]
[02:55.74]At a tender age
[02:56.49]We learn to turn the page
[02:57.93]To mind the screen and stage
[02:59.31]To see who got the glaze
[03:01.18]To hustle up or fade
[03:01.99]Either get made or played
[03:04.80]Find your spot in the shade
[03:05.68]And nigga get paid
[03:06.30]So we internalize that
[03:07.37]But then we customize that
[03:09.05]By the relationship between where our ground and our sky's at
[03:12.11]I slowed it down once
[03:13.49]Everyone was going fast
[03:15.06]So I sped up cause I ain't one to reach the end last
[03:17.87]To where the grimy sparkles
[03:19.11]Amongst the shiny talkers
[03:20.62]The pistol-poppers that make pretty noise and get them dollars
[03:23.55]And while the world watches
[03:24.87]We send our street scholars
[03:26.37]To bust some presidents in hundred-thousand-dollar watches
[03:29.37]Some of the feds got us
[03:30.81]Some of us dead 'lotta us
[03:32.24]Still solid though using all the lips the streets taught us
[03:35.24]And what that heat cost us
[03:36.68]And what that loss gave us
[03:38.12]****ing with the people is always gonna come back around
[03:40.74]It's about to be
[03:41.55]Big movements from below
[03:42.74]The golden age lies ahead
[03:44.17]Struck
[03:45.24]Goes
[03:45.74]Pro-
[03:46.24]Ceed
[03:46.74]You can't lie to yourself
[03:48.37]You can't lie how it felt
[03:52.43]No surprise how the cards gettin dealt
[03:54.67]That's why
[03:56.37]I won't be back for a long time
文本歌词
作词 : Ishmael Butler
作曲 : Ishmael Butler
It's a feeling x10
I woke up to it
Heavy a light with trueness
Always a way of losing
Compelled to knew it
My body traveled
My mind waits behind the music
My crime bemuses
Relax inside my shiny blueness
Time: I understand it
But I never choose it
I can't explain it with words
I have to do it
The ship I came here on vanished
We automatic
Don't try to plan it
But chyeah just when it comes handle it
Behind the lessons
Miles beneath the slick dressing
Niggas is stressing
Bout shit they should be sure they guessing
I twirl and cool and peel the rear view cause they are arresting
But wear jumpsuit and chinese slippers--I'm still impressive
Up on the racks
Old school cat from way back
Gave him my meal cause he's not wiping off that's my impression
He asked me how you float all sharp and always have a fresh one
And seem to know the answer to the most proverbial questions
I told him Wangechi swirled it in a book of sketches
I find the diamonds underneath the subtlest inflections
Aw dude
The spicier the food
When you chew **** they rules
It's a feeling x8
At a tender age
We learn to turn the page
To mind the screen and stage
To see who got the glaze
To hustle up or fade
Either get made or played
Find your spot in the shade
And nigga get paid
So we internalize that
But then we customize that
By the relationship between where our ground and our sky's at
I slowed it down once
Everyone was going fast
So I sped up cause I ain't one to reach the end last
To where the grimy sparkles
Amongst the shiny talkers
The pistol-poppers that make pretty noise and get them dollars
And while the world watches
We send our street scholars
To bust some presidents in hundred-thousand-dollar watches
Some of the feds got us
Some of us dead 'lotta us
Still solid though using all the lips the streets taught us
And what that heat cost us
And what that loss gave us
****ing with the people is always gonna come back around
It's about to be
Big movements from below
The golden age lies ahead
Struck
Goes
Pro-
Ceed
You can't lie to yourself
You can't lie how it felt
No surprise how the cards gettin dealt
That's why
I won't be back for a long time